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I’ve found that poetry helps with harm reduction and wanted to show you a poem I wrote TW

Red Lines

You resist the urge 

Then remember the soothing pain

The sharp embrace 

As you feel your heartbeat race

You contemplate

You grab the blade

As you think to yourself 

I swore I wouldn’t do this anymore 

Now you sit there arms sore

Wondering what they’ll say

What they’ll think of you

You’ve done something you cannot undo

You call your friend and tell her

She rushes to your house

You feel trapped like a mouse

So small and fragile 

Before she can arrive 

You start barely feeling alive

Where’s my vision going 

Is my life fading

Your mind is racing

You’re up and pacing

Contemplating

You stop the fighting 

Your mind is slipping

Blood is pouring

Heart rate is flooring

Is this the end

You sit there blood leaking to the floor

Wondering, how do I hide the truth

What should I do

Why does life hurt worse than the blade ever could 

I’ve been clean for a long time but recently I’ve been relapsing. I used to use blades but now I’m using flames and lighters to burn myself and my life is just fine but I have urges and finally gave in. I really need someone to talk to

so I’ve been a year and a half clean and I’ve had urges and enjoy accidental pain and I have the knife in my hand what if I throw it all away. just cry and cut till my bloods pours out feel the soothing pain and sharp embrace of self harm and finally give in to the demons I’ve been fighting. just give up and surrender instead of fighting back.

I’m over a year and a half clean but the urges have been coming back for no reason. > Rn I really want to go take razor and watch myself bleed.

I’m almost hyperventilating rn just thinking about sh it’s warm embrace makes my heart race with joy i desire it so desperatel. I’m forcing myself not to stand up because I know the location of too many objects. and rn I just need someone to talk to.